As we enter the ship, I continue speaking to Boris and Ishvaar. See, when you're polite and agreeing with people who want to be in charge, things can end without a gunfight. Do I blindly believe he actually owns the mine, no, but there was no need to insult him with pointed questions.

"I did not insult the Hutts by haggling. Haggling is a part of Hutt life. I insulted the Hutt because I sought medical attention while injured and wished to avoid watching an other blood sport."Boris starts drawing spheres of influence, social-political venn diagrams, causal relationships, and social machination charts on his data pad."So what most likely happened is Thekba the Hutt was probably being strong armed by Bargos the Hutt and took the slightest pretext to fob off what he thought were slightly rude lucky upstart punks on the pretence that they competent because the managed to take Dogbah alive. I am not without some blame in this. If I had perfectly kowtowed to the Whim of the Hutt and perfectly played to his mood it may have played out differently. If Thekba had really been insulted by me he would not have just fobbed us off like that He would have made it personal."

"Don't be silly, we'll eat before we leave. It shouldn't take more than fifteen minutes, not to mention that the rest of us need more than an oil change and we're good for the next six months." Hailey pulls out dinner plates and invites everyone to self serve themselves some pasta.

"Pasta, sauce, the last of the frozen pesto, meatballs, thawed veggies, a pinch of Parmesan for each of us, and some sort of beef shank for the big guy." Hailey pulls out a raw meat bone and gives it to Ishwarr. "I didn't know how you wanted to cooked, if you wanted it cooked, so I've been letting it thaw for about four hours now. Any preferences?"

After a moment of Ishwarr grunting something Hailey didn't understand, "And I've never had the, uh, pleasure of dealing with their kind before." She turns to Boris. "What did he say? Would he like it raw, fried, or baked?"

I finish my pasta, and take my plate to the sanitization station. It's kinda like a sink, except lasers blast off excess food without leaving soap spots.Thanks for lunch Hailey, I need to make sure the Jow isn't adjusting my seat something...I walk to the cockpit.

Jowmum startles and accidently jams the startup button in. The engines begin to start up while Jowmum dropps the textbook he was holding and tries to fix his mistake, in the process, he bumps the auto pilot and the ship lurches half a foot in an unoccupied direction.